Big boss's palm fox pet

"I'm really sorry." Ji Fengqing bowed deeply again.

"It's okay, it's okay, what's the matter? It's for you." Ning Wutian vigorously lifted Ji Fengqing, pushed him to the seat, and showed the demeanor that the host should have: "Come, come, sit down." Eat! Sit and sit!"

Ning Wutian went outside to inform the waiter to serve the food, and then came back and said triumphantly: "Feng Qing doesn't like spicy food, so he won't put spicy food; Brother Xiao doesn't like green onions, so he won't put green onions; and little beauty doesn't like seafood, I Didn't order any seafood, but their seafood here is pretty good."

Xiao Qi nodded slightly, and while he was satisfied, he did not forget to mention: "If you put all your energy into socializing, your father's company's performance can be doubled."

"Performance and performance, you know your work all day long. Look where this is? This is a resort for vacation, is it a paradise?" Ning Wutian patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder, leaned towards Xiao Qi, and said in a low voice: "The beauty of the day is so beautiful, it should be a good time to talk about love."

Xiao Qi was noncommittal about this.

Ning Wutian glanced at the invitation card, and blinked hard at Xiao Qi, "Well... Brother Xiao, you must have more than one, right? Give me one as alms~ Brother, I also want to go to Ewige Liebe's show~ I can admire it Teacher Bai Liushuang is here~"

Xiao Qi glanced at him lightly, and Mu Lin read five words from that look: I believe you a ghost.

However, Xiao Qi still took out the Chapter 2 invitation card and gave it to him. Ning Wutian took it with both hands, and said loudly: "Woo! Long live brother Xiao!"

He embraced Ji Fengqing, and cheered, "Look, I have invitations too! We can go to the show together! Hahahaha——"

Seeing how close they are, Mu Lin suddenly remembered the message Ning Wutian sent him before: What happened to the same sex?The person I like is also a boy.

It seems that the boy Ning Wutian likes should be Ji Fengqing.

"Are the invitations the benefits of being a model?" Mu Lin leaned over and asked Xiao Qi, ever since he saw Xiao Qi walk the show on the display screen of the counter last time, he has become curious about the modeling industry.

Before Xiao Qi answered, Ning Wutian rushed out, as if he had heard some big news: "What? A model? Is Brother Xiao a model of Ewige Liebe? I always thought he was just a VIP customer. He really deserves to be a generation Ah, so many part-time jobs, hey, now I suddenly feel ashamed to be a rich second generation.”

"What is creating a generation?" Mu Lin was full of thirst for knowledge.

"Starting from scratch, creating a generation of brilliance, blessing future generations, this is the creation generation." Ning Wutian patted his chest again, and said: "I think back then, I also inspired to become the creation generation, but later I found out that I'm already a rich second generation, my father told me to eat, drink and have fun, don't follow the trend of starting a business, or lose a few million today, and lose tens of millions tomorrow, no matter how strong his family is, he can't afford it."

Xiao Qi tapped the table lightly, and said, "Going off topic, you haven't introduced this one yet."

"Ahem!" Ning Wutian clenched his right hand into a fist, pressed it to his lips, cleared his throat, and introduced solemnly: "This is the legendary Ji Fengqing, who is determined to work in EwigeLiebe." The young designer, besides, is still my—”

Ning Wutian wanted to say "the object of admiration", but he was afraid that the words would scare people away, so he turned around and said, "Little friend."

Ji Feng lightly supported the glasses frame, leaned towards Xiao Qi and Mu Lin, smiled and said, "Hi, I'm sorry I only greeted you now."

"Hello, I'm Mu Lin." Mu Lin smiled and stretched out his hand lightly like Ji Feng, and the two of them lightly shook hands in mid-air.

Mu Lin's kindness made Ji Fengqing no longer so at a loss, coupled with Ning Wutian's first-rate verbal skills, the overall atmosphere in the box became active.

Xiao Qi still needs to drive and can't drink. Mu Lin and Ji Fengqing can't drink too much. Only Ning Wutian, who has his own driver, opened a bottle of red wine and clinked glasses with Coke, coconut juice, and orange juice in a serious way. .

When he drank about a quarter, Xiao Qi brought him his favorite fried rice cake with river crab, and persuaded him: "It's almost done, let's eat more."

Ning Wutian shook his head, and filled himself up again: "I don't! I'm happy today!"

Mu Lin saw his heroic appearance, and thought to himself: This should be an expert who never gets drunk.

But what he never expected was that Ning Wutian's eyes were already blurred after only half a bottle was down. He pointed to the two invitation cards and complained about Xiao Qi: "Brother Xiao, when will you be able to match your mouth with your heart? Last time Rejecting me so simply and neatly, this time, hey! There are two of them in one move, two pairs, two places and two flights, what a big deal, hahahaha!"

"Xiao Ning, you're drunk." Ji Feng lightly stuffed the chopsticks into his hands, and whispered, "Come, let's eat."

"I don't! I'm not drunk~"

He didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but when he tilted his head to see Ji Feng was light, he fell on him.

Xiao Qi quickly took his wine bottle off the table and hid it between himself and Mu Lin, then took out Coke and filled his glass, then stuffed the glass into his hand, and took the glass to talk to him Peng: "Come on, let's continue drinking."

All the movements were done in one go, which stunned Mu Lin and Ji Fengqing.

"Brother Xiao, are you fooling me with Coke again? It doesn't taste right!" Ning Wutian leaned on Ji Fengqing, staring at his glass and frowning.

Xiao Qi said nonsense in a serious manner: "No, it just tastes like this. You can drink it and see if you have a few more sips, you will feel right."

Ning Wutian watched as he poured half a glass into his mouth, and finally hiccupped and complained about the taste: "No... hiccup! What does this taste like... hiccup! Strange... hiccup!"

"That's right, come on, cheers!" Xiao Qi continued to talk nonsense.

By the time the meal was over, Ning Wutian's alcohol had gone down quite a bit, lying on Ji Fengqing's body, he felt no discomfort except his face was a little red.

"I'll help you, come on, be careful, slow down." After paying the bill, Ji Feng gently helped Ning Wutian, who naturally put his arms on his shoulders.

Mu Lin and Xiao Qi followed behind them, and when the aisle turned, Ning Wutian showed a sly smile on his face, and even blew a kiss to Xiao Qi, thanking him for his invitation and his true performance.

Xiao Qi put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, put them close to his forehead, and greeted him.

"He..." Mu Lin was surprised, there is such a showy operation? !

"Ok?"

"He won't eat Ji Feng lightly, will he?" Mu Lin felt watching them go away, as if watching a little rabbit walk into the wolf's den.

"That's not the case. Although he is usually talkative, he is still reliable." Otherwise, Xiao Qi would not have helped him this time.

The author has something to say:

I started writing Danmei after I arrived in Hangzhou. When I am alone in a strange city, there are many things that I cannot talk about with my family.My family members don’t even know about this work now, because my circle of friends didn’t post it, they just know that I’m writing about Tanmei.

The writer said that this place is like a tree hole to me.You and I have never met, but it seems that we have known each other for a long time.

I'm really tired during the day, so tired that I can fall asleep while sitting, and I'm busy writing manuscripts at night.In fact, Hangzhou has already persuaded me a little bit. I can't even settle down now, let alone buy a house in the future.

I kind of want to go back to Ningbo on August 8th after the things here are over. Although I am in Ningbo, the business is even busier, but at least I can watch over my dog ​​and help my parents a little. I can also write manuscripts in the afternoon. , and then all the handmade materials are in the Ningbo home, because there is no house of my own here in Hangzhou, I can’t settle down, and it’s super troublesome to move around.